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Sep 2018
Leaning over kitchen sinks,
Bubbles up my arm turn pink,
I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming,
Thankfully so,
I don't ever want to leave this dream world.
The only realm where my dreams come true,
I'm so sick and tired of waking up with nothing,
The feeling in the pit of me is why I'd like to die.

Don't take my words lightly,
I'm a stupid, teenage dreamer,
I sent myself into the stars but reality is catching up,
I'm not enough and never strong,
So believe me when I say,
Go home.
Go home.

Stumbling over the bulging pavement,
Roots burst through and grab my legs,
I know now that I am dreaming,
Don't stop dreaming please.
Cause when I leave this world,
My demons come after me,
They tell me that I will never make it,
When I'm 18 I know I'm not living anymore.
I'm not ready to build my home yet.

Don't take my words lightly,
I'm a stupid, teenage dreamer,
I sent myself into the stars but reality is catching up,
I'm not enough and never strong,
So believe me when I say,
Go home,
Go home.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
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